This is a song about "Bfried chicken"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

In this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

We need some chicken up in up in here

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I thought of bill clinton

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

See with a district columbia vision